Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

When Luo Wusheng said that the opponent on the stage was just the first opponent that Li Xing was going to defeat today, the spectators around him who heard this actually laughed in their hearts.

Although there is a small realm difference, Dao Hen Fan Bing is much more reliable than realm.

It seems that this Demon Sect Saint really doesn't know the middle number between AC.

Of course, they only dared to keep these words in their hearts.

And they soon stopped laughing.

…………

On the martial arts test stage.

When the Taoist weapon pavilion monk named Zhang Qifeng saw Li Xing raising his gun to shoot, he didn't react.

The main reason was that he couldn't react at all.

Even he had to admit that although the special Fan Bing was not powerful enough, its speed was indeed extremely terrifying.

But even if he could react, he wouldn't do anything to deal with it.

After two days of understanding, he knew very well that even if he was hit by the special Fan Bing, it would only be a small scratch, and it wouldn't even affect his combat power at all.

Feeling that something hit his left rib, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

The impact was just as he imagined, or even worse.

This injury can be healed in an instant with just spiritual power.

Sure enough, his opponent was only at this level.

Thinking of this, he relaxed even more.

Relax, relax...

In the unbelievable eyes of the onlookers, the cultivator from the Daoqi Pavilion actually slowly closed his eyes.

He fell asleep standing like this!

He slept very soundly, occasionally snoring.

In the silence of the whole audience, only the three people from the Magic Weapon Pavilion seemed extremely indifferent.

Luo Wusheng was still talking and laughing with Bai Xiaoyao to maintain his goodwill. Bai Xiaoyao held a bag of popcorn and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Li Xing on the stage carefully put the fire gun in his hand to his waist.

Then he strode towards the cultivator from the Daoqi Pavilion.

First, he took off the Daohen Fanbing in his hand and threw it out of the field, and then kicked the opponent off the stage with a flying kick.

"Alas, weak, too weak."

He sighed as if with regret, and then looked at the audience, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly:

"My young master, Li Xing, the secretary of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, is there anyone who dares to fight me?"

The shocked people in the audience woke up.

"Just now...what happened just now? Why did the Taoist monk fall asleep during the competition?"

"Even after being kicked off the ring, there was no sign of waking up. This...is this poison?"

"No! I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I can be sure that this is definitely not a symptom of poisoning!"

"This Taoist monk has been knocked off the ring. Does it mean...that the Taoist Pavilion is defeated today?"

A word awakened the dreamer.

But they did not rush to draw a conclusion, but looked at Luo Wusheng, who was smiling indifferently under the martial arts test stage.

There was some doubt in their eyes.

That demon sect saint was a Jindan Great Perfection cultivator. If he wanted to do something in secret that they couldn't see, it would be almost impossible for them to detect.

However, at this time, there was a sound of horse hooves.

"Everyone... brothers! Go to the south of the city quickly! The Demon Weapon Pavilion defeated the Dao Weapon Pavilion. There will be a good show in the south of the city!"

"Old Li! The Dao Hen ordinary soldiers of the Dao Weapon Pavilion in the north of the city were defeated. Follow me and get on the horse!"

"The west of the city... the west of the city is a surprise! The special ordinary weapon of the Demon Weapon Pavilion made the Dao Weapon Pavilion cultivator roll on the ground, and now he is begging for mercy. Come and see!"

Listening to the information from all sides, everyone on the west city martial arts test platform was stunned.

Luo Wusheng smiled.

It's time to close the net.

Bang!

The sudden movement made everyone's eyes, which had been scattered by the sudden information, gather again and fall on Luo Wusheng who was shooting into the sky.

"You must be curious about why my Demonic Weapon Pavilion's staff won?"

Luo Wusheng stood up in the eyes of the crowd and gently wiped the gun in his hand that had just been fired.

Behind him, Bai Xiaoyao looked at her senior brother with a smile, and there were stars in her beautiful eyes.

If after today, the Three Thousand Demon Realms knew what my senior brother did in the King's City, I really don't know how many people would be shocked.

But I still couldn't guess what my senior brother really meant...

While the demon girl was thinking, someone in the crowd stood up and saluted Luo Wusheng.

"Please ask Pavilion Master Luo to solve our doubts."

Luo Wusheng nodded gently: "The reason is actually very simple...What my Demonic Weapon Pavilion's staff took a few days ago was just an ordinary mortal object made by my Demonic Weapon Pavilion. It was not until today that we 'happened' to start trying out the first batch of special mortal weapons made by my Demonic Weapon Pavilion."

He was actually a little disappointed.

I thought Li Xing's personality would use more show-like bullets, but he actually chose the most reliable sleeping bullet.

It seems that the boy is not as shameless as he thought.

After chewing on the meaning of Luo Wusheng's words, the audience took a deep breath.

Hiss——

In other words, the few Magic Weapon Pavilion officials in the past two days were actually just using ordinary objects with little bonus to fight the enemy?

How is it possible? How can ordinary objects show such a terrifying speed?

I thought it was obtained by sacrificing the power of ordinary soldiers, but now it seems that the strange effect of these ordinary soldiers is not very lethal, but it is extremely useful!

Didn't you see that there is still a person who was shot and is sleeping over there?

If you can make the opponent enter such an abnormal state, then won't the opponent be in a state of being at your mercy?

This method was originally only possible for some monks who use poison, but the uncertainty of poison is too great. Monks have a certain resistance to poison, and even if it works, it will experience a delay, and it is very challenging to poison skills.

But this special ordinary weapon in front of you is completely different!

Many people who realize the terribleness of this special ordinary weapon are all brightened.

Terrible, it's really terrible!

"Why don't you continue to watch? Today's competition will not end so early. If you watch a few more games, you will surely understand the specialness of my magic weapon pavilion's ordinary weapon."

"When my magic weapon pavilion reopens, I will also display a detailed description of this ordinary weapon. If you are interested, then the door of my magic weapon pavilion will be open to you."

When Luo Wusheng said this, Bai Xiaoyao behind him had already put all the tables, chairs and snacks into the storage bag.

"Brother, let's go back."

Bai Xiaoyao took Luo Wusheng's hand and said with a smile.

After the Demon Sect Saint nodded slightly in a pretentious manner, he gave Li Xing on the stage an encouraging look, and then he and Bai Xiaoyao started to escape together. The two of them turned into a lot of demonic shadows and disappeared on the spot.

There was no need to watch the next competition.

If the Daoqi Pavilion really had other means, they would have used them in the first round of the competition without damaging their reputation.

In this way, they could at most send out stronger cultivators and use the so-called [Tianyan] Daohen Fanbing.

Luo Wusheng, who had already learned about the Daohen after studying the information, was not worried at all.

After today, the reputation of the Demonqi Pavilion will completely surpass that of the Daoqi Pavilion and become the first weapon refining pavilion in the royal city.

The empress will definitely get this news.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 50 I am not interested in the young

Deep in the imperial palace.

The beautiful girl was wearing an imperial robe, a purple-gold dragon and phoenix crown on her head, her black hair reached the ground, and her phoenix eyes were majestic without anger, and she had a bit of imperial majesty.

This person is naturally the current empress of the fairy country.

The girl who is in charge of a country looked indifferent at this time, flipping through the documents on the desk.

Read one, throw one.

Finally, she simply stopped reading, and swept all the documents to the ground with a wave of her hand. Then the spiritual power swept over, and the documents on the ground turned into nothingness.

"Who made His Majesty so angry?"

Standing aside and watching this scene was a figure wearing a mask with dead leaf patterns on his face.

Judging from the voice, it was also a woman.

"Who else could it be except those court officials who have nothing to do all day?" The empress snorted coldly.

"Are they urging His Majesty to establish a queen again?"

"Hehe, how can they interrupt my lifelong affairs."

The empress showed some displeasure on her face, but she admitted the masked woman's guess.

The masked woman shook her head slightly: "Your Majesty, as a woman, became an emperor. Although they didn't say it, they always had some grudges in their hearts. Now that the whereabouts of the previous emperor are still unknown, they can only turn this thought to the heirs that Your Majesty may give birth to."

"And the monarch has not established a queen for a long time. This is indeed a heartache for those old men who shout that rituals and music are broken all day long."

Hearing this, the empress frowned slightly.

"What? [Wutong], you also want to persuade me to establish a queen?"

"I dare not."

The masked woman called Wutong lowered her head.

"Forget it, you are one of my trusted confidants after all. It is thanks to you that you have controlled the Six Gates in the past two years." The empress did not want to get angry with the masked woman, but tapped the table lightly: "But you actually think so too... Why don't you tell me who you think is qualified to be my emperor and empress?"

Wutong obviously did not expect his own majesty to say this. When he raised his head, his eyes under the mask clearly flashed with some doubts.

However, she did not dare to show it, and spoke after a little thought:

"If we choose by qualifications, I am afraid that there will be no one in the world who can compare with your majesty. Those who can achieve the Nascent Soul before the age of thirty, like your majesty, are probably only the three ancient sects in the human race."

Listening to Wutong's analysis, the empress nodded slightly.

Seeing that his majesty did not express more, Wutong continued: "Buddhism is too mysterious. Even if there is such a genius, it will not be well-known. Moreover, its disciples have long cut off their worldly desires, so they are naturally not qualified to become your majesty's empress."

"There is no need to mention Taoism. Although there is a contemporary chief who is as talented as your majesty, she is also a woman..."

For some reason, Wutong always felt that when she mentioned the chief of Taoism, her majesty's face looked a little strange.

But she did not dare to ask more questions and began to analyze the last major sect.

"As for the Demon Sect... the Demon Sect Saint has a terrifying talent, but he has only been practicing for a short time. However, it is probably a natural thing for him to break through the Nascent Soul before the age of thirty."

Wutong said this, and then he pondered for a while and said: "It's just that this Demon Sect Saint is really unpredictable..."

"If we look at the information obtained by the Six Gates before, this Demon Sect Saint is more like a Buddhist disciple than a Buddhist disciple. He is only focused on practicing, and at most has a hobby of collecting strange stones."

"But what this Demon Sect Saint did after coming to my Royal City is completely different from what the intelligence said."

"He showed a terrifying talent for refining weapons, and caused a weapon disaster in the Royal City. According to him, it was his first time refining weapons. His movements in the Royal City are also very strange. I wonder if his mission is really to rectify the Demon Weapon Pavilion."

Wutong was obviously lost in thought.

But she heard the voice of the empress in front of her, which seemed to be indifferent: "I heard that today, the Daoqi Pavilion is going to use Daohen ordinary soldiers on the test martial arts platform to suppress the Demon Sect Saint's Demon Qi Pavilion?"